Falling in love with my Ex's Alpha Chapter 137

***Kaiden***

I would like to say that after all the renovation and several days of not fucking my mate, we finally made it when everyone left the packhouse.

However, that's not what happened, even though I dreamed about this moment all day yesterday.

Yesterday when we were alone, despite my desire to press her against the wall and only leave after cumming so hard inside her that *she would have another pregnancy* *while still pregnant*, I had to restrain myself.

My little sun was so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open. She was as excited as I was, but for her sake, I forced her to go and rest.

My little human couldn't handle everything I wanted to do to her.

She needed sleep more than anything else. She has improved a lot in the last few weeks, but I think she forgot that she is only human because every now and then, I saw her going beyond her limits during the packhouse renovation.

I slept hugging her just in my underwear and with my cock harder than a rock pressing on her. But I can't deny it, I also needed sleep. And sleeping next to her always calms and comforts me.

Knowing that she is in my arms and that I am protecting her from all harm, not only her but also our baby, makes me feel more at peace when I sleep.

I open my eyes and look around the room, suddenly finding it strange to wake up here, but I remember that this is what my new home looks like now.

I look to the side, and there is no sign of her; I must have slept soundly because I didn't even see the time when my little mate escaped from me.

I get out of bed and put on gym shorts and a t-shirt that she left aside for me on the chair.

I crack a smile as I walk towards where I can feel she is.

It's not that difficult to find her because I hear noise coming from the kitchen, so I keep walking towards her when I feel her scent get strong.

As soon as I approach the kitchen and see her back preparing something, I smile.

I had decided to announce my arrival so she wouldn't get scared. Goddess knows how scared she was during the renovation, so I didn't want to scare her even more. But the vision in front of me is too perfect for me to disturb.

I stay for a while, watching her move gracefully in the kitchen with her back to me without noticing my presence.

Her long red hair is tied in a bun, she has complained all week that she wanted to cut it because it was too long, but she didn't find the time to do it.

However, she found time to pamper any extra requests that the packhouse's new residents requested during the renovation.

My vision goes straight to her almost exposed ass, she is wearing one of my black t-shirts, which, despite being too big for her, with every movement, she makes the t-shirt lifts up and exposes her creamy skin.

My cock has been hard since I scented her.

Fuck, I need to put myself together.

I adjust my cock in my underwear, suddenly needing more room.

She starts to make a sound, seeming to sing some melody and gives a slight movement on her hip, and then I realize that I can't wait any longer. I have to go to her.

I see her with a knife in her hand, and I stop halfway; I don't want her to get scared and cut herself.

As soon as she puts the knife on the other side, I walk up to her and wrap my arms around her waist, smelling her sweet cherry pepper and ginger, the sweet smell I've fallen in love with since the first time I saw her.

She stays tense for a while, but when she sees it's me, she relaxes while I kiss her neck, controlling myself not to bite her. "Good morning, my little sun," I say.

She turns her face to me, "Good afternoon," she giggles. "Everybody will be here in a bit," she says as her arms wrap around my neck and she presses her lips against mine.

Goddess, Could every morning be like this?

Because it feels like I'm dreaming. Not even my own dreams are this good.

"The way my cock is, I don't need much time," I smirk at her as I see the lust in her eyes. "Why didn't you wake me?""

"I wanted to let you rest a little longer. You were exhausted yesterday, I know it was *hard* for you," she teases with a playful voice.

"Don't tease me, my little sun. Or I'll have my wicked way with you right here," I kiss her again and slowly back us up to the bar. I make sure to be careful not to hurt her pregnant belly when placing her on the kitchen counter. I stand between her legs, still kissing her soft lips.

Fuck, I could stay like this all day.

"You wouldn't dare," she says as she releases the kiss for a second with a giggle and kisses my entire face.

I can't contain my smile, I feel my heart warm, a peace emanates in my body that seems like I've never felt before.

She gives me one last kiss on the mouth. She says, with our arms still locked around one another, our foreheads together, keeping our lips apart, "Let me out, let's eat, everything is ready," I roll my eyes and put her down from the counter carefully.

"I want to eat something else," I tell with a smirk as I arch an eyebrow at her.

"That's not available... yet," she says with a teased grin.

Fuck, I just want to stick my cock deep inside her on that counter. Here and now.

I stare at her ass every time she turns her back when she hands me something to take to the table.

When everything is arranged on the table, I open a chair for her to sit on, and I sit on another.

As we eat, I look around, still in disbelief at the changes in the packhouse. Everything is so different, I don't regret letting my little mate do whatever she wanted here. Now everything is very well done. I helped her as much as I could, but hers was the biggest credit.

During the packhouse renovation, I had to divide myself between helping Katie and solving the pack's problems.

A lot of things needed to be changed, especially now with Isabel as my Gamma. Even though she obeys me in everything, having her as Gamma and not Chad is very... different.

I didn't need to worry about a lot of things before because he was always very competent. Well, until his last act as Gamma.

Furthermore, Jason and I have been torturing all the rogues that are imprisoned, especially the two fuckers who tortured my little sun.

I've been using wolfsbane on them to prevent them from healing too quickly during sessions. I want them to feel as much pain as possible.

One of them has already lost his hands because it was with them that he threw a bucket of rotten pee at her. He didn't deserve to have hands after that. Just like the other didn't deserve to have his tongue, that's why I ripped it out after realizing that there would be no more helpful information to come out of his mouth.

He used that rotten tongue of his to threaten my mate. Nobody touches what's mine.

I more than want to kill them both, but it would be too easy to do so.

I am more than satisfied when I get there and find them trembling with terror and fear before me, completely regretting what they did. But for me, they can regret all they want, it won't change the destiny I have in store for them.

Jason has also been playing in his signature affectionate way. When I'm not there, he is, or to their horror, we both go together.

We don't let them rest. They can do this after they die.

Yesterday before I got out of there, the last thing I saw was Jason cutting off one of the fuckers' dicks and sticking it up his ass.

I returned to the packhouse much calmer after hearing the screams of terror that the fucker made.

My little mate stares expectantly as I look around, "What?"

"What do you think of the changes?" she asks hesitantly, picking up the glass of orange juice. "Did you like it?"

I can see how scared she is of my answer, "Yes, my little sun, I liked everything," I say as I wipe my mouth with the napkin and rest it on my lap. The sandwich she made was delicious.

Even though I want to bleach my eyes after hearing so many people fucking around me and I can't do the same, I'm satisfied with the entire renovation.

I didn't want anyone to come live in the packhouse besides her, but I was happy to see all the omegas so willing to support my little mate. I knew she was loved by many people in the pack, but I didn't think she had a legion of fans like that.

She can't feel it, but I, as an alpha, can feel how easy everyone is around her, how much they care about her.

I also didn't know about my pack warriors' desire to return to live in the packhouse; no one ever told me they wanted that. But also, I never gave them the opportunity.

I think that after they saw that my curse was no longer active, they were no longer as scared of being around me.

Although many still hesitate.

All of this was only possible because of her. She indeed came into my life and the lives of everyone around her and lit up everything she touched.

I'm just not happy to see that she's sharing her attention with all of them. Her attention should be mine alone and no one else's.

I am her mate, not these omegas and warriors.

"I'm so proud of you," I say, trying not to voice my last thought as she stands up and takes her plate to the sink.

"Did I make you proud?" she asks with her doe eyes through her shoulder.

"Yes, my little sun," I respond.

I get up, and I go to her just as she comes to me, she stands on her tiptoes and gives me a passionate kiss.

The moment my lips touch hers, my control snaps. My arms band around her waist as I deepen the kiss, "I'm so fucking proud of you," I praise her, and she bites my bottom lip.

Fuck.

I try to pull her closer, but her pregnant belly makes it a little tricky. I don't want to hurt her or our baby unintentionally.

Suddenly, I feel something move against me, "What was that?"

She smiles hugely, "I think the baby kicked you," she says with teary eyes. The hands that were around my neck go straight to her pregnant belly, as do my hands.

I still can't believe I'm going to be a father.

"Do you think it is a mini Kaiden?" she murmurs as she caresses my hand and smiles at me, pure sunshine and happiness.

I kiss her hard again, with a whirlwind of emotion in my mind. I know she's still tired, but I need her; I need to feel her.

I want her moaning my name, screaming my name, begging me to have my wicked way with her. I smell her sweet aroused.

Voice gone deep, I say, "I can scent your need, my little sun. Do you want me to take care of you?" she moans and bites her full lower lip with her grayish-green eyes half-open with lust. "Do you want me to feast on your sweet wet pussy?"